01x26 - By Force and Violence

[bunniefuu]

Boy howdy. What a
fine-Racking paint 'yob.

Boy howdy. It sure
is. Did Ciego do it?

- Come to think of it, I did.
- Oh, come to think of it?

Well, I knew I'd be riding with a
beautiful lady on a fine spring day.

Couldn't have a
wagon that wasn't fittin'.

Well, well, going someplace?
You didn't forget my fishing tackle.

- Mm-mm. Wrapped safely in that rug.
- Ah, you think of everything.

[Spurs Clanging]

You people know I'm
not gonna be able to get

up to that lodge for
at least another month.

That goes for you too, Heath.

Well, I figure I could
cut that down to a week...

- the way I work.
- Uh-huh.

Of course, that don't
apply to everybody.

- What's in the sack?
- Those happen to be my decoys.

Now, when I get up there, I better not find
any of them beaks broken, you hear me?

Well, Nick, maybe you’d
better stow it yourself.

- Easy.
- [Chuckles]

All this could have waited
for another week or two.

We have all that spring
plowing to do, Mother.

I know, but the thaw came early, and I
thought it'd be nice to get the house open.

- Just in case you could get up there.
- Mm.

Well, I might be able to fit
it in one day, but no more.

- How soon?
- Next weekend.

Now listen. Anything you find...

over four pounds in that
stream up there is mine.

Tell Audra I'll be back in plenty of
time to help her with her new dress.

- All right.
- All set?

- See ya.
- Giddap.

How'd you like to take them?

I've just been waiting
for you to ask. Hyah!

You know, you should do this kind of
thing more than once a year, Mother.

Should I? Why?

Oh, the sun, the wind,
the smell of spring.

- [Chuckles] - It's all
right there in your eyes.

Well, now that's very
sweet of you, Heath.

But I think it's more than the
sun and the wind and the spring.

- Well, what then?
- Oh, I don't know.

Driving this team,
being useful to my family.

You know, when you're
all up at the lodge...

and I see how much you enjoy
yourselves, why, that makes me happy too.

You think that's all we
want of you, to be useful?

Oh, no, no. I do
have other virtues.

But being useful to
my family is what I want.

All right. Why don't you quit pokin'
along and get this team movin'.

- You wanna take all day?
- Right, sir. Hyah-o!

Whoa.

I was sure the roads
would be dry by now.

Well, we could have gone
by way of Calaveras Pass...

but I reckon it's just
as bad this time of year.

Yeah. Well-Hyah-o!

- [Horses Blaster]
- Hyah-o!

Come on, get up, boy!

- Come on, git! Pull!
- [ Horses Whinnying]

Pull! Come on, git!

Git! Pull!

- Pull! Move!
- Want me to take them?

No, I can manage. Hyah!

- [Whinnying]
- Hyah/

- Hold it. Hold it.
- Whoa. Whoa, boy. Whoa.

Well, it looks like it's gonna
be my turn to be useful.

When I tell you, whip
'em up, keep 'em movin'.

Right.

I Now! Hyah!

Come on, boy!
Come on! Git! Hyah!

Oh, my God, Heath.

[Grunting]

Heath. Heath, do you
feel as if anything’s broken?

I don't know. I'm not sure.
Everything's kinda numb.

I'll get you out.

- You can't lift it. It's too heavy.
- [Grunts]

You need leverage, Mother.

[Grunts]

You gotta have leverage.

I don't know if I can lift it.

- If I can, it will only be an inch or two.
- That'll be enough, Mother.

[Grunts]

[Grunts] No. No, I can't do it.

I'm not strong enough.

It's all right. It's all right, Mother.
Someone's bound to come along.

Why couldn't I have waited? I should have
known the trails wouldn't be dry enough.

Mother, don't!

Listen. There's some-There's
some rope in the driver's box.

You can loop it
around the wagon...

and up around that-that tree...

and get one of
the horses to pull.

All right, I'll try.

G-Go ahead.

Come on, boy.

[Groans]

- Knot it. Try it again.
- It's not strong enough.

I can't take the chance.
It might fall back on you.

I'm going to get Nick
and some of the others.

- Here.
- Okay.

You think you can hold out?

I'm all right.


but it's-it's soft to lie in.

[Grunting]

Oh, please, I need help.

Our wagon broke an axle and
turned over. My son is underneath it.

Please, we have to hurry.

Didn't you hear what I said?

Don't climb down, lady.

You climb down off that horse, you’re just
gonna have to climb right back on again.

- You mean you're not gonna help me?
- That's right.

I'm not your man. You're gonna
have to get somebody else.

But it would take hours for me to
get home. It'll be dark soon, and-

Well, didn't you
hear what I said?

My son is underneath that
wagon. His legs may be-

Lady, if I was in a hurry, I wouldn't
waste no more time around here.

You mean you actually
refuse to help me?

- That's right.
- We||, all I need...

is for you to help
me lift the wagon.

It's only a few miles back.

I think I made myself
clear. I ain't gonna help you.

[Groaning]

- Mother?
- Yeah.

Oh!

Yeah, it's-it's sinking.

- What are you doing?

You'll just have
to trust me, Heath.

In case it gets dark
before I get back.

You think-You think
you can hold out?

- I'm all right.
- I'll be back with help.

Hurry, Mother.

It's too dark to go on now. We'll
make camp and wait till morning.

I don't know how
he got this far.

If he headed east, we lost him.

He wouldn't head east.
Never make it through the pass.

I figure he's in these
woods somewheres.

Yeah. if this ground
wasn't so wet...

we could sure get him
out of here in a hurry.

Hmm, set fire to the
brush and watch it catch.

And all we'd have to do is set
back and wait for him to come a-flyin'.

This is valuable
timberland, Cort.

- Shame it ain't dry.
- [ Both Chuckle]

[ Pounding I

Well, now I understand.

I still need your help.

- Don't come any closer.
- [c*ck g*n]

Lady, if you sh**t me...

you're gonna be just as far
from help as you are right now.

I don't think I'm
gonna have to do that.

A man who would risk
his life escaping from

a chain g*ng is too
eager to go on living...

to let himself be shot
for any other reason.

- You'd do that?
- Oh, the way I'd sh**t a mad dog.

Well, I sure ain't
gonna argue with that.

I wanna stay in
this game too much.

There's two bounty
hunters out after me.

Well, I'm sorry about
that, but I need your help.

All right.

But I can't go
nowhere with these on.

- Lie down.
- Huh?

Lie down.

Put your feet up there.

Go on. Put 'em up.

I think maybe you ought
to let me do it though.

Now...

lady, if you hit me...

you're gonna have two
helpless men on your hands.

Only one is helpless-
my son. Now hold still.

Wait.

Go on.

Thank you.

- Let's go.
- [c*ck g*n]

Now I said I'd k*ll
you, and I mean it.

I said that there was two
bounty hunters after me.

I'm not interested.

- You know anything about bounty hunters?
- Yes, I do.

Do you know they don't care
whether you’re innocent or guilty?

All they care about
is getting your corpse.

Get going.

Whatever you’re
thinking, forget it.

- Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
- [Whinnies]

That was a mistake.

That was no mistake, lady.

Now we're both on foot.

Evens up my
position a little bit.

- I still have the g*n.
- That's right.

And I got a little more time.

And we still got a long way to go
until we get back to where your son's at.

This g*n is gonna
make sure we get there.

You know, if them bounty hunters catch
up to us, you’re gonna have to let me go.

And then you can get them
to help you with your son.

We'll cross that bridge
when we come to it. Move.

Doesn't my life
mean anything to you?

I'm telling you right now, as soon
as they see me, they're gonna k*ll me.

Until they do,
you're still free.

I'm not even sure
they are after you.

But I am sure my son
is under that wagon, and

if we don't get to him
quickly, he may die.

Now move'.!

[ Hoofbeats Approaching 1

Help.

[Stammering]

[Whinnies]

We might stand a better chance of
catching him in these woods if we split up.

Uh-huh. And if you catch him, you
don't have to split the reward, is that it?

- We stay together.
- [Chuckles]

You, uh-You don't
trust me much, do ya?

No. No more than you trust me.

Yeah. [Chuckles]

Slow down!

- I said slow down!
- What's the matter?

Pace too fast for you? I'm
just trying to pick up a little time.

Or get away, which you won't.

That's gonna be pretty hard to do
with my ankle swelling up like this.

- Yeah, but you'll keep trying.
- That's right.

- How far is it?
- No more than a mile.

You better hope it ain't
no further than a mile.

It's gonna be the longest mile
you ever walked in your life.

Go on.

One eye on the trail
and one eye on me.

Come on, come on.

And all your thoughts on your
son there, underneath that wagon...

waitin' for his mama to
come back to get him.

I bet he really dotes on you.

In fact, I bet he'd
much rather...

spend his evenings with his
mama than go out with the boys.

Ain't that right? Matter of fact,
I'll bet you make him think...

he’s just about the most
wonderful thing there is.

- You know nothing about him.
- I don't need to know anything about him.

All I need to know is
his mama. How old is he?

About your age.

Well, then that makes
us just about the same.

Only difference being
that I'm wanted for m*rder.

That's right.

Harry Dixon-
professional gambler.

There's a $500 reward for
me-wanted dead or alive.

There's a wanted poster on
me in every town in this county.

I need to rest.
All this walkin'...

isn't doing my foot any good.

Now that poster gives me
the legal right to k*ll you...

which I'll do if you
keep us here any longer.

Then you wouldn't be
any better than them bounty

hunters. You'd be
k*lling an innocent man.

Now get on your feet! Move!

You've gotta stay... awake.

You h-hear me?

You'll...

die if you don't...

stay a-awake.

So proud of...

paint job.

Should have checked...

wheels.

Wh-Wheels.

Wh-Wheels brought settlers...

'cross the... prairie.

Forded the rivers.

Rolled up over the mountains.

Should know who
invented the wheel.

E-Egyptians?

Don't know half enough about
the... world you live in, Heath Barkley.

Awful lot to learn...

and study.

Jarrod studies law.

Nick studied.

Gene.

Good-Good men.

All... fine brothers
for a man to have.

All right, Silas, where's Audra?

I believe she's on her
way down, Mr. Nick.

As soon as I finish, clear this table.
She can help herself in the kitchen.

- She does that anytime she's hungry.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, good evening, Miss Audra.
- Good evening.

Thank you.

- You're late.
- I was resting.

Do you ever stop to think of
all those 19 years of yours...

you've just tossed out the window
because you were just resting?

I had a very good reason this
time. I was up until 5:00 this morning.

And what were you doing
up till 5:00 this morning?

Writing a very difficult letter.
And I still haven't finished it.

And who is the lucky recipient
all this billy-do of yours?

Well, he's not going to think
he's very lucky when he gets it.

And I really don't
wanna hurt him. That's-

- That's why it's so hard to finish.
- So, you're jilting him.

Well, you can't exactly
say I'm jilting him.

Why, I've only gone
out with him twice.

But he seemed to think that
was enough for us to get engaged.

Well, the truth is, I don't
wanna see him again.

So, you just sit down,
write a letter, you say...

“Dear So And So, I don't
wanna see you any more.

Affectionately yours,
Audra Barkley.“

- Affectionately?
- Mm.

Sorry I'm late, Miss Barkley.

Well, I didn't hear you say
anything to Jarrod about being late.

Say, Nick, I was
talking to the sheriff.

He mentioned that there's
an escaped k*ller on the loose.

- Oh? Where?
- Well, he broke out of Tamarack Jail.

- Supposed to be heading east.
- Tamarack.

That's up by the
lodge, isn't it?

- That'; right.
- Well, maybe we'd better ride up there.

Well, I don't think we could
get there much before morning.

- Well, not necessarily.
- It'd be pretty close to it.

Besides, if anything
should happen, I think

Heath oughta be able
to handle it. Don't you?

Oh, I suppose so.

Uh-

Just... stay awake.

You stay... awake.

♪ Mine eyes have seen ♪

♪ The glory ♪

♪ Of the coming of the Lord ♪

♪ He is trampling;

♪ Out the vintage ♪

;Where the grapes ♪

♪ Of wrath are stored ♪

♪ He hath loosed ♪

♪ The fateful light ♪

♪ Of his terrible swift sword ♪

♪ His truth ♪

♪ Is marching ♪

♪ On ♪

♪ [Glory, glory] ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪♪ [ Continues, indistinct]

[Groans]

- All right, get up.
- I can't go on.

I told you this leg was
gonna start to act up. [Groans]

Look here at the ankle iron.

It was loose when we
started. Look at it now.

I've looked and you can still walk.
And when you can't, you'll crawl.

- Now get on your feet!
- Ow!

That's the trouble
with amateurs.

You play with 'em,
you always get stung.

They don't know the rules.
You can't read their cards.

I make my own rules.

If you wanna go on
living, don't try anything.

[Grunts] What
else would you do...

besides k*ll an innocent man
for that angel boy of yours?

Why do you hate
him so much? Why?

'Cause you're forcing me to
give up my life for his. That's why.

And when you got him home
safe because of my help...

and you turn me loose to be hunted
down by them bounty hunters...

ain't neither one of you gonna
care about my being whipsawed.

You sure you're gonna
be able to sleep all right...

when you realize
that you led me...

right to those bounty hunters?

I don't know.

You may be
innocent. I don't know.

But you still have a chance and
my son doesn't unless you help.

Now get on your feet!

This ain't no saddle horse.
He's had a harness on him.

Maybe it's the only
one Dixon could steal.

- Well, why ain't he on it?
- He's wearing the leg irons, remember?

- Oh.
- Besides...

he's the slickest
card man I ever seen.

You could sit there
with a full house...

and he'll bluff you
out with a pair of aces.

Now maybe-[ Chuckles]
Maybe that's what he's done here.

He set up this animal as a
bluff to throw us off the trail.

[Chuckles]

Looks like it was
shot off, don't it?

If he's carrying a g*n, we
ain't gonna take no chances.

We sh**t him on sight.

Had we ever planned
to do anything different?

[Animal Panting]

- [ Growling] - Get
back. Get back!

[Growling]

Em em

- [ Growling]
- Git!

[ Growling 1

em em

Git! Find yourself
something dead.

There's nothin'-
nothin' here for ya.

[Growling]

Git!

[ Growling Continues 1

Git. Git!

[Whining]

Mother.

No, no, that way.

- You sure?
- I'm sure.

You know, we could be
going around in circles.

- In that case, your boy's
probably... Shut up and keep moving.

You looka little
tuckered out to me.

-You know, if you should faint
on me... I'm not going to faint.

[Chuckles] You must have been
one of them pioneer mothers.

One of them kind that fed
the kids and drove the wagon...

and shot off the Indians and helped her
man build his shack out in the wilderness.

You talk too much,
Mr. Dixon. Save your breath.

Mr. Dixon? That's
the first time...

anybody's been that
polite to me in a long time.

You sure this is the right way?

You sure that mother instinct of yours
didn't deal you a cold hand this time?

[ Horse Whinnies, Galloping]

- [ Muffled Yells]
- Shh. Shh. Shh.

Now get over there.

I'm gonna be the one that's
doing the calling from now on.

And this g*n's
loaded. I know it.

One sound out of you is gonna
be the last noise you ever make.

I gave you my word.

I won't say anything to
those men if they find me.

Shh.

One look at you and they'd
know that you was lyin'.

Now we're gonna
stay right here...

until I know that they
ain't gonna come back.

And then you can go.

You may have been innocent
before, but you're not any more.

You deserve whatever
those men do to you.

If they catch me, which
they ain't gonna do.

I don't have to set
here and prove to you...

that I'm innocent, but I am.

They don't put a price on a
man's head without good reason.

A man makes his living
gambling ain't gonna be believed...

when there's a bunch of witnesses
around to lie about what happened.

That's the first time and
the only time in my life...

that I ever k*lled anybody.

It all happened so fast.

I couldn't help myself.

But it was in self-defense.

You don't believe that, do you?

- Do you?
- I believe any man...

who's so afraid for his own
skin is much better off dead.

Oh, hitting a woman
should be easy for you.

You don't know much about
bounty hunters, do you?

I've sat at tables with them,
and I've taken their money.

Squashing out a man's life is just
as easy to them as stacking a deck.

Are you any different?

I trimmed a few pigeons
that night. That's all.

And then they followed
me outside after the game...

and they tried to get their
money back with g*ns.

And I had to sh**t a
man before he shot me.

And that's what
happened. And then they all

jumped on me, and they
took their money back.

They went and they got the
sheriff, and they brought him back.

And they said that I
had stolen their money.

They were well known in
the town. I was a stranger.

And no one to speak
up for the stranger?

Not even the people
who saw you win.

That's right, no one.

Not one soul.

Not even my own mother.

- Your moth... Yes, ma'am.

My own mother.

She must have been an awful
lot like you are at one time.

At least that's what I used
to think when I was little.

Then one day she just
wasn't there any more.

I asked my daddy what
happened to her, and he told me...

that I was to forget that she
was ever even my mother.

Like that was the easiest thing in
the world for a 10-year-old boy to do.

And then he started leaving
me with the neighbours...

and going his own way.

I figured it was time I'd
better go my own way.

So I started gamblin'.

Figurin' it was the best
way to forget about her...

and forget about
everything else.

And then the first time that I
saw her in all those years...

was that night in that town...

in the bar.

She came up to me and asked me to
buy her a drink. She didn't know who I was.

But she was all made
up to look real young.

And then I told her who I was.

She called the bartender over, and she
told him to throw me out for insulting her.

I sat there in that town all those
days, waiting for them to hang me.

She'd seen the sh**ting,
and she did know who I was.

She never even came and saw me.

I sent a letter with
the deputy to her.

And... she never
even opened the letter.

You can go now.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but whatever
she did to you...

that's no reason for
refusing to help me.

Please, just go.

Oh, you feel sorry
for yourself, don’t you?

You're so full of self-pity,
you even hate my son.

Because his mother
happens to love him...

you'd rather see him dead
then raise a hand to help him!

Wait.

It can't be a whole lot further.

If my leg can hold out-

Even though I walk...

through the valley...

of the shadow of death...

I will fear... no evil...

your rod and staff...

they... comfort me.

They...

comfort... me.

Oh, God, why doesn't
somebody come?

Why don't they c-come?

[Groans]

I think we're almost there.

I couldn't even crawl. I can't.

Let me look at it.

That ankle iron has to come off.

- How?
- A b*llet would break the rivet.

Yeah, but that would bring
back the bounty hunters.

That's how they got on my trail in
the first place was hearing that shootin'.

I seemed to remember a stream.
I don't think it's very far away.

The cold water would
help the swelling go down.

- Come on, Mr. Dixon. Lean on me.
- Lean on you?

It's about time you learned
how to lean on a woman.

Come on.

You won't throw in
your cards, will ya?

I can't. I can't even
make it to that stream.

No clouds in the sky at all.

It'd be too much to hope for
a clap of thunder right now...

to cover the sound of this.

[g*nsh*t]

Try and stand.

I think I'll be all right...

if I can get some
circulation in it.

[Grunts]

You know, you were right.

I think I did envy your son.

Heath. Heath!

- Heath.
- Untie that rug.

All right now,
we'll get the trunk.

- Here, let me. I'll lift it.
- Wait a minute.

- Right over here. All right.
- I'll give you a hand.

You're gonna be okay, boy.

- [Grunts] - No, no, no,
no. Come around here.

All right.

Now.

[Both Grunting]

Got it? Got it?

- Let me get him out.
- There. Okay.

Now pull.

Pull.

All right. Get under
one of his arms.

- Right.
- When I lift, pull.

Okay.

Under his arms.

Get him outta there!

[ Hoofbeats Approaching 1

- The wagon fall on him?
- Yes.

If you men would help me, I'd like to
get my son home as quickly as possible.

We're looking for somebody,
an escaped m*rder*r.

Maybe you seen him.

- No, I haven't seen anybody like that.
- Did you hear some shots?

- Yes, I heard them.
- Was they close by?

Well, I was too busy
to pay any attention to it.

Is that your horse
up in the woods?

Uh-huh. if you men
would please help me-

Like I said, lady, we're
lookin' for a m*rder*r.

Now that don't leave much time
to fool around with anything else.

Let's go. Hyah!

That man who helped you. Is
he the one they're lookin' for?

An escaped m*rder*r?

I don't think so.

What kind of man was he?

Oh, young. A gambler.

A gambler who played
his cards for love...

instead of money.

I don't understand.

You will.

When I get you home,
I'll tell you all about him.